Bipolar
Memories flash through my mind
Voices scream from within
Yet, there is no sound
I'm eternally hell-bound.
Within the confides of silence I sob
Broken films of memories
step me into the darkness.
Leaving behind this bleeding heart
These voices are drowning
The darkness is devouring
The silence breaths
Eyes flutter in a dance
Spinning into an infinite trance
Copyright © Debbie Walker | Year Posted 2019
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